154 True Life in God Notebook 123 __________________________________________________________________________________ you with brocades, with myrrh and aloes wafting from your bridal robes; and while we will be sitting later near each other on our Matrimonial bed, covered with a golden canopy, I will shroud you entirely with Myself effacing the sins of your youth; I will be teaching you with tenderness the right course you should be taking; entrusting you to carry My most precious gifts, My Crown of Thorns, My Nails and My Cross as a reminder of the Greatness of the Love I have for you; I will entertain you, My beloved, teaching you in amorous whispers the Prayer of Union, chanting on My ivory harp My Song of Virtues and Love, My Song blended with Wisdom; for I am sick with love for you; and you, My Own, the more you get to love Me, all the more you will be centered profoundly in the depths of My Bosom; My closeness to you will lustre your soul, giving you a noble birth in Me; for night must yield to light; I will be your shelter by day and the starlight through the night; in hardships I will always be with you; I will stand by you always and forever...1 have you anything to tell Me, My Vassula? ah! whatever I will say I will fall short of, place Your Words in my mouth so that I may chant to You in turn worthily, for the goodness You have shown me, how were You able to accomplish so much in such a dark soul as mine? observing my wretchedness I am for lamenting 1 After a moment of pause. and crying... and yet, You shepherded me gently with no rod by Your side, no lifted Eyebrow, nor arrows from Your Eyes, You spoke to me with tenderness, from Lips moist with grace, reassuring me; You stooped down from Heaven, from Your Celestial Throne, that is surrounded by cherubim, into my life to wed me in spite of my wretchedness;2 paying no heed of You risking to cheapen Your Illustrious Sceptre; and now You have put a New Canticle in my mouth! a Song of praise, a Bridal Song, a Song of Love to sing to all the Assemblies… to let them realize Who is He who is standing outside the door of their heart, Who is this King of Glory to whom this earth and all it holds belong to, the world and all who live in it... who is this One who stands like a column of pure incense, glimmering in the starlight under the stars, perfuming the cosmos, and who is He who prepared a prodigious Banquet for His bride, waiting patiently in silence for her to awaken from the land of oblivion and anoint her? without Your Presence, we would be like water draining away, like a fading shadow in the night, like a falling star, dying in the immense universe; without the slightest hesitation You fluttered away from Your Royal Throne like a Dove from the Heavens to come and 2 Christ had shown me when I was still a child, that He was spiritually marrying me.
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